The Butterfly Effect
"Crescent Beam!" Sailor Venus's attack rang out. Her attack flew forward at the traitorous Shitennou, slashing him to pieces as the other Senshi watched in horror. Zoicite's screams echoed into the night even after his body hit the ground.
Sailor Venus stepped forward and looked at the other girls watching her curiously. She mentally shook her head, thinking that if not for her they might all be dead tonight. Could these really be her Senshi that struggled to fight against the Dark Kingdom so unsuccessfully? Did they retain no knowledge of anything from their past lives?
She briefly introduced herself to the group of girls as the Moon Princess just like Artemis instructed her to. From the corner of her eye she noticed a figure in black sneaking away. After the introductions were made, she excused herself with the intention of discussing her findings with her guardian.
As she reached the end of the dark street she paused as a cold wind struck her. Her eyes looked to the left and her instincts told her that to go down that direction would take her to something dangerous, someone that she was so desperately missing in her life and not even aware of. This turn would have brought her to the Dark Shitennou Kunzite, who would have eagerly enjoyed himself toying with her before bringing her young life to an end.
Slowly she turned her eyes to look forward to where the road continued on in to the park entrance. Despite the desperate plea she could hear calling to her, she decided to continue towards the park. A jolt of energy surged through her as she unconsciously stepped out of her own reality and altered the flow of time.
Her feet seemed to move of their own accord, leading her to a fate not meant to occur. A fate that now only exists because of a cold wind caused by something as insignificant as a butterfly’s wings. Had she not allowed herself to be distracted by the chill air, she would have turned right at the end of the street and gone home the way that fate dictated she should. But sometimes the fates are not looking, and the timeline is allowed to run off course, forging a new destiny even when one has already been set in stone.
It was there, at the end of the street, past the entrance to the park that she found the dark figure from before sitting on top of a picnic table with his feet resting upon the bench seat. A slender white mask was clutched tightly in his hand, some inner battle raging in his mind. It was after Minako had taken several steps closer that he finally noticed the blonde in the school girl uniform.
Dark blue eyes met light blue ones as a misconstrued recognition registered between the two strangers. Minako was taken aback by the handsome stranger, instantly feeling an attraction growing between them.
Mamoru took in the details of the girl in front of him - her image hauntingly reminiscent of the beautiful Moon Princess he had once loved. She was perfect in his eyes, and much like the inner battle now taking place inside her, he fought with himself to allow this moment to pass. Usagi had seemed so important to him, but now this blonde in front of him, with her goddess-like features, left him feeling disoriented. Slowly he rose from where he was seated and approached the young girl, placing his hands on her arms.
She stared back at him curiously, and without realizing it, began to lean in just a little bit closer, drawn in by his dark eyes and the warmth of his body. Mamoru softly cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her.
Chaos lingered in the shadows, unable to take on any true form. She laughed to herself, pleased that she had managed to alter the flow of time and because of this, secured Beryl and Metallia’s victory over the Princess of the Moon.